I could feel Callum’s fingers working in unison with Drake’s tongue. Marcello’s lips on mine as Cole and Sonny sucked on my nipples. All of their names slipped from my mouth, one after the other. I’d never felt more worshiped in my life, and Luca had done a lot of praising my body over the years.
Over the next hour, I kissed, licked, and tasted almost all of them. I had come so many times by the time Luca appeared in front of the altar that I wasn’t sure if I could handle more. The Knights made room for Luca, parting on each side of the table. They looked so sexy, covered in sweat, hair messy and wild from me tugging on it.
Sharing this part of myself with the Knights bound us forever. It removed all the barriers between us, breaking down all of my walls. I knew I could trust them with my life. And they trusted me with their secrets.
Luca spread my thighs with his big hands and stood between them. His hands roamed through my hair, tugging on my curls right before he kissed me. Each kiss was rough and aggressive like he wanted to take out all of his frustration on me. Seeing me with the Knights must have riled him up, forced the monster to come out and play. Luca kissed me like he wanted to suck the air from my lungs, and with each kiss, we fought a war with our tongues, conquering one another.
Like a king and queen.
As our lips separated, he fisted my hair, tilting my head up as I wrapped my hand around his thick shaft. He grunted with each stroke, tightening his grip on my hair. My hunter stared back at me with those cold, cruel blue irises.
Luca grabbed my throat, kissing me so hard and fast I moaned in his mouth. He drove me wild, teasing me, taking his sweet ass time. I loosened my hold on him, and his eyes lowered to my hand on his thick cock. He pushed my hand away, and in one quick thrust, he filled me.
His fingers trailed up and down my thigh as he fucked me as if possessed. When Luca lost himself in me, there was no turning back. He had to work through his inner demons while I let him play with mine. He lifted my legs over his shoulders, pumping into me so hard, he shattered my existence. It was a high unlike any other, a sensation that made my skin tingle.
Luca looked insane when our eyes met. Fire raced down my arms and legs, my heart pounding in my chest. I came once, twice, three times until I lost count. He was wild and out of control, a man on a mission to ruin his queen.
The Knights watched us, some stroking their cocks while others had already gotten off on my moans. It felt like hours before Luca’s arms and legs trembled, and then his cock pulsed inside me. He lowered my legs to the table, out of breath with sweat dripping down his chest.
Luca took my face in his hands and crushed my lips with a kiss. A wave of emotions pierced my chest, rocking through me at once. I’d never loved him more than I did at this moment.
He helped me off the table and led me to the thrones at the front of the room. The Knights followed without a word and lined up in front of the dais.
Luca lifted a jeweled crown from a crimson pillow on the table beside him. My eyes widened at the magnificent piece. He moved in front of me, spoke a few words in Italian, and then he lowered the crown onto my head.
Long live the Queen of the Devil’s Knights.
Alex
The smell of eggs made my stomach churn. I sat on Luca’s lap, the dining room spinning around me as the kitchen staff set plates on the table. Just one whiff and I had to grip Luca’s arms to steady myself. A nasty taste filled my mouth, forcing me to swallow hard to get rid of it.
Luca clutched my wrist. “You okay, baby?”
“I don’t know.” I slid my arm across the back of his neck and rested my head on his shoulder. “My stomach hasn’t been right since my mother’s funeral.”
A few days had passed since Legare, and everything had gone back to normal as if I hadn’t seen Luca’s brothers and friends naked. Like it was normal to do the sinful things we’d done together in the temple.
“It’s probably nerves,” Luca suggested as he sipped from his mug. “Are you having second thoughts about our wedding?”
A smirk tugged at his mouth.
I kissed his lips. “Of course not.”
Luca drank from his cup, eyeing me with suspicion. Even the scent of coffee, which I loved, spun the contents of my stomach. I hadn’t eaten since dinner the night before. Maybe it was food poisoning, or I was getting sick. Or perhaps it was my nerves getting the best of me. We had a lot on the line with The Carver coming for me. Men from the depths of the criminal underworld would swarm the estate for the wedding.